None
• Written by RapConcept
They say One is the loneliest but I've got none.
I think' that's the loneliest number.
With none I rip tongue then sip on my victim like Ricky who licked them.
I'm sipping with 'an itch, son.
Like whipping l whip.
None can witty my wit.
Like no city can itty my big fish to any city.
With this we-little ditty.
I do sing, you do zing.
Thinking "How does he do thing?
Like tricky is his tool thing.
Quickly, I do sing.
What!? Disney like I stomped on Mickey.
Gave props to Joe in my song because my props button's broken and I don't got another one.
I'm hoping for more dope when the bowl's empty.
My soul's begging to let go gently.
I'm mentally enthroned like specially mentioning the throne entry.
Heavily.
Dear, Beverly there's a weird sense.
Please hear this as I'm bleeding and pleading for a Fear Sense.
I'm Batman, where's the interference?
Disappearance of parents.
Night robbery.
Now I fight with 'a guy Robin.
We are both white and like sodomy.
Bites suddenly.
The lights on and we both rush to put our tights on.
Harmony of psych.
None can harm me on mic as I'm barring the sight.
Large charging of pipe barking.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015